The Queen offered you her hand and you kissed it, touching silk gloves with your lips.

When she drew it back she drew up in the saddle, a stray lock of gold hair whipping across her refined features.

"Shall there be parting words between us?" she asked, voice merry and sweet. She teased your status as secret lover before her trusted cortierie. Hodierna raised a brow at the tone in her sister's voice, a slight smile upon her lips as she looked between you.

Opposite the train with the Queen were your own companions. Your squire Hugo, the knight Sir Etienne and his own common born squire. Sir Orlando and your uncle Sir Hermann. Solomon on his black destrier. And dark skinned lancer Sabeen, who sat under arms with her own men on horseback. Some were there for reasons of station, you did not trust not like your Uncle but could not refuse his attendance. Otherwise the rest stood upon the fixed wall, soldiers and peasants, watching the queen depart. You saw Maggie and Etain upon it with the Arab Mohmed, readying ribbon to fly when the queen should depart in full.

She waits for your answer with inviting smile, the beast under her tromping the dirt to be off

> safe roads to you, your majesty
> safe roads to you, Melisende

Lost my trip.

>>40734370
>> safe roads to you, your majesty

keep a measure of professional distant

>>40734370
> safe roads to you, your majesty (my queen?)

>>40734370
> safe roads to you, your majesty

>>40734370
>> safe roads to you, your majesty

Dont want people to think we are too close.

>>40734370
>"Shall there be parting words between us?" she asked, voice merry and sweet. She teased your status as secret lover before her trusted cortierie. Hodierna raised a brow at the tone in her sister's voice, a slight smile upon her lips as she looked between you.

She is enjoying this so much

>>40734457
Hopefully not so much that it gets people thinking....

>>40734475
Oh i have no doubt people are already thinking and gossiping. But really, that would had happened regardless whatever or not anything did happen.

>>40734488
then we should quash it to baseless rumors by betrothing ourselves to Iovetta.

I'm wondering though if Hugh gets desperate enough he might accuse us of having an affair

"Safe roads to you, your majesty," you said with a slight bow.

Her smile slipped a fraction, to look almost as if she would say something, but it was for only a second and instead her smile returned.

"My thanks, Lord Ramla, for a pleasant Christmas," she turned upon her horse and started away, soon joined by Sir Raymond and Father Marian.

Hodierna tarried a moment. "Your letter shall be safely delivered," she said, "It will cheer her heart. Ioveta has been in stormy moods since last she had seen you. Be safe, Lord Wilhelm."

You smiled for her and inclined your head. "And you as well Princess Hodierna."

She spurred away to catch her sister, and as she went the troops began to march, joined by the cheer of the watching crowd. Ribbons were waved for the queen, he had been a popular guest. Her men had distributed bread and coin upon her arrival and again on her departure. Though few in your walls were of the true faith, they had a growing love for their monarch.

Once the cheering settled and the crowd began to part, Sabeen came up to your shoulder.

"We'll be off as well," she said, "Back to Jaffa. I'm sorry to tell you so late."

Your head turned with surprise and you considered the woman. Sabeen looked after the diminishing royal train with a look of amusement in her eyes. She had not been brought entirely into the Queen's trust, but you had found them sharing a conversation in the gardens more than once. You think they might be alike in some respects, and had recognised each other as close to equals. Melisende had requested Sabeen be present when she departed.

"Your father?" you asked. Or had you or one of your men done something to cause her offence?

Sabeen smiled. A nod. She was a loyal daughter, and must miss him dearly.

> stay a little longer. Until winter ends.
> safe road to you, Sabeen

>>40734543
> stay a little longer. Until winter ends.

But if she insist let her leave.

>Her smile slipped a fraction, to look almost as if she would say something, but it was for only a second and instead her smile returned.

That can be good.

>>40734543
> safe road to you, Sabeen

>>40734543
> safe road to you, Sabeen

''give my regards to Hugh & your father''

>>40734543
> safe road to you, Sabeen

Get Hugo to move his ass and say goodbye; who knows how long it'll be before he sees his delicious brownfu again.

>in before the Queen has our letter burnt and tell her own story to Iovetta.

>>40734627
>>40734570
I hate how even subtle things like that can be taken as a slight. It should be obvious that we don't want to reveal we're fucking her, because even amongst or main party rumors would eventually spread.

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>>40734627
>yo gurl I banged yo man
>Iovettas face when

pls don't do this HF

>>40734644
We'd deserve it. Wilhelm has no reason to keep fucking girls, but keeps doing so.

Though last thread it seemed that Iovetta wouldn't care as long as his heart still belonged to her.

>>40734664
Or it was just a lie the queen told to get him to fuck her.

And yes, Wilhelm is a terrible person.

>>40734664
then lets see it remains as such

>>40734671
Wilhelm has always been a terrible person

by Feudal standards

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Going to bed now; don't fuck anyone, make a moronic decision, or let anyone get raped now please.

>>40734704
>don't fuck anyone

Not making any promises. The other two however i shall do what i can

>>40734704
>implying you have any power to stop any of those things from happening even if you stay.

Time to fuck Sabeen it is!

>>40734640
She'll get over it, she's just caught up in playing lovers, so she's forgotten the reality of the kingdom outside the bedroom. But she's a smart woman, so she should figure it out quickly.

"Safe road to you Sabeen," you said, offering her your hand, "Give my regards to your father and count Hugh."

She grinned and took it. "'Til next we meet, Wil, god keep you" she said. And then she looked past you, her grin fading to a smile as she released your grip. You looked back to Hugo. He was very still upon his horse. "And you as well Hugo," she said, offering him her hand.

Hugo only looked at her for a long moment. Stared even, face gone pale. Finally he gave a slight nod and rode away, back into the town.

Sabeen drew back her hand and looked after the boy.

"Well," she said, pulling a the collar of her chain shirt, "We are off."

Your friends gave their farewells, some shouting from the walls and waving frantically as they saw her depart. Solomon gave a great booming laugh as he waved her goodbye. "May we never cross swords!" he called after her, "It would be a shame to kill such a fine friend, Muslim though she be!"

"You as well Nubian!" she said, waving to the big man from behind as her horse fell into a light gallop.

You waited and watched her depart. You would miss her, but were secure in knowing you would meet again. You only hoped it would not be on opposite sides at the gates of Ascalon. Her fellow lancers rode at her flanks, horses quick under flying hooves. The Syrian lancers curved away in the opposite direction of the Queen's company, headed for coastal Jaffa.

You turn your horse and return within. Though you missed them both dearly and for different reasons, you still had work at hand.

"Well to be rid of her and the rest of her ilk, unnatural creature bearing arms and a Muslim to boot," Sir Hermann said to Orlando. They had been much in one another's company. "Fetching as she was. Hmm. I guess the Saracen had one thing in her credit. I'd enjoy a night between those thighs."

>>40734753
I'm worried about what'll happen if Sabeen so much as feels spurned by us

>>40734766
It looks like she did catch on as soon as we started the act

>>40734766
Might have something to do with the fact, this is the first time she is in love. People tend to do dumb shit when they are in love

"Not wrong on that last bit Sir Hermann," Orlando said, "But be sure to watch your words, Lady Sabeen is well liked and I personally will miss her." Sir Hermann blanched at that and you chuckled.

The other knights kept away from Hermann's company for the ride back to the tower. You couldn't blame them. You looked for Hugo in the garden and found him missing, though Father Desmond, Mathilde and Lady Rosalie awaited your return, as well as the other ladies of your court.

When Solomon dismounted his wife was fast in his arms, pulling kisses from his lips. Wed a day, you might need to give Solomon a week or so to properly enjoy his newly wed status.

"Messages await you in your chamber," Rosalie said with a bow.

Desmond helped take your horse as you dismounted.

"I thought we might have lunch together," Mathilde said, presenting herself before you in a freshly made dress. She had been working on it long this winter with Maggie and Etain. It fit her well, she had a hand for needle craft.

> attend to the messages
> have lunch with your sister
> go find Hugo instead

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>>40734786
>"Fetching as she was. Hmm. I guess the Saracen had one thing in her credit. I'd enjoy a night between those thighs."
>mfw Orlando pimp slaps his new friend for talking shit about a companion

>>40734801
>>> have lunch with your sister
We need to develop Mathilde, although I'm sure the messages are more important

>>40734801
> attend to the messages
> have lunch with your sister

no reason we can't exactly multitask

>>40734789
>I'm worried about what'll happen if Sabeen so much as feels spurned by us
You all seem worried about this so I'll step in. Sabeen's attraction to Wilhelm was purely physical. Was, because she dropped it after he dropped her proposal. She only considers him a good friend now, and is frankly relieved she never slept with him and embarrassed that she even tried.

>>40734801
> attend to the messages
> have lunch with your sister

>>40734801
>> have lunch with your sister

Talk to her about how she has been good lately and has done has she has been told. Let her study a bit about military matters, she might one day have to defend her husband's castle and let her do some sparring so she know a bit of self defense.

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>>40734828
oh thank god!

>>40734801
> attend to the messages
> have lunch with your sister

>>40734831
>and let her do some sparring so she know a bit of self defense
Pointless, but command is a useful ability. Plenty of noblewomen have held castles by being stubborn as hell and inspiring their men at arms.

>>40734801
> go find Hugo instead

>>40734846
the sparring bit is really more to make her happy. She is a bit of a rebellious brat so it might become useful at some point.

>>40734828
Shoulda showed her the D, then kicked them out

>>40734801
>"Not wrong on that last bit Sir Hermann," Orlando said, "But be sure to watch your words, Lady Sabeen is well liked and I personally will miss her." Sir Hermann blanched at that and you chuckled.

How bad is it when you get burnt by Orlando of all people ?

>>40734866
he's obviously been working on his CHA

>>40734868
We really should help him shape up in all manner of ways. He may be one of the shoddiest knights in the holy lands.

>>40734801
>> have lunch with your sister

>>40734801
> attend to the messages
> have lunch with your sister

well funs over back to work.

I second the sentiment about training our sister, the holy land is a dangerous place so she should at least know how to protect herself.

this is the part where she dresses up in men's clothes & gets BTFO by Solomon's training right?

>>40734917
Nah. We dont want to have her go full shield maiden.

>>40734920
Me neither. She's better off as a noblewoman who wears pretty dresses and makes experienced warriors shake in their boots when she starts talking

>>40734920
just enough so she'll stop complaining & at least know how to fight

we just tell Solomon to treat her like one of our men at arms

>>40734930
>Implying she won't make even rags look pretty
>Implying Kings wont quake in fear when she speaks
>Implying Hugo isn't right about her and she is a complete bitch to her opponents

>>40734937
>Elias tries to hit on her
>She comments about how her brother roflstomped him and his father at the trial
>ask if its true that when Hugo joined him and the king to repel a Turkish slave raid it was his wing that failed to incircle the turks and Hugo had to save the day.

>>40734949
>she gets ''seduced'' by him
>cue bedchamber Elias strips
>''my Brother was bigger when he was in Diapers''
>Elias goes crying back to france

You sighed. "That sounds like just the thing I need," you say, taking your sister by the arm. It would be a pleasant distraction from the partings and the workload ahead of you. She grinned ear to ear and led you into the castle tower.

From there she took you up into her chambers. The tower was fast becoming crowded, but you had found her rooms to suit her station. It was a cosy little bedroom with antechamber for guests. She showed you to a chair for the waiting table. Very well mannered your sister, and perhaps keen to impress you after so little time spent together.

Water she fetched from a pitcher and poured you both a glass, and she summoned a servant to fetch your lunch.

"Oh this Christmas was wonderful!" she said as she came to take her own seat, "Queen Melisende is amazing. Every bit a queen, and so beautiful! I remember when we met the Queen of Germany and she was ever so disappointing. Ugly and dull, but Melisende!"

"She's a fine woman," you said, not wishing for your sister to carry on about your lover. You would miss her, her charm and her body both.

Mathilde drank, thirst from her rushed talk, and set the cup down. "Oh but Sir Raymond was so funny. To think he will be a lord one day. Such a different mark from of the fat lords back home. Funny, handsome, oh my gosh!" She blushed and buried her face in her hands.

Oh? Your sister had a crush. You supposed Sir Raymond was an upright man worthy of her, but his sights were set on royal targets.

"How are you finding it all?" you asked, "Do you miss home?"

Mathilde snorted, rolled her eyes. "Oh Wil," and batted your arm. You took that as a firm 'no'.

She looked to the wall smiling. "I hope Lady Sabeen is not gone for long. She really is delightful. Watching her practice against men near half as big as her..." Mathilde gave a delighted shiver, smile growing. You hoped she did not entertain fantasies of emulating Sabeen.

Lunch was brought. Chicken well spiced. Mathilde ate delicately and you did much to match her, though your hunger pinched your gut and wished for you to forgo manners. You must set an example. Mathilde looked up at you with a mouthful of chicken and gave you a dimpled smile that brought out a smile of your own. She did not talk as much while eating. When she did she set her knife aside and smoothed crumbs from her mouth.

"Thank you for letting me live with you," she said, and reached for your hand, "I love it here ever so much. The company, the people, it seems a dream's length away from Germany."

You laughed. Ramla was frightfully dull, and her opinion might change after a season. "I'm glad you're here," you said, "As is everyone else. You've really livened the place up."

Mathilde had a pretty blush. "Well," she said, "Until you have a wife, I guess I am the lady of the house." She spoke with such authority it brought a laugh to your lips. A girl of thirteen and she thought herself already the equal to the highest born women.

> not so fast
> I guess you are

>>40734982
> not so fast

Chiri and Rosalie are more lady of the castle than she is.

>>40734982
> not so fast

''with what talent & experience dear sister?''

>>40734982
> not so fast

Can we give her any tasks? Is there anythings she's particularly good at? Because we could give her a chance to prove herself worthy of some authority.

>>40734982
>> not so fast

>>40735010
We can teach her a bit of military matters, statemanship, how to run a household etc etc

>>40734982
>> I guess you are

>>40735010
Better off rooming her with Chiri than signing her up with Solomon.

I'd say Rosalie, but I'm wary of that dyke, especially now she's lost her potato.

>>40735054
>especially now she's lost her potato.

If you think she's lost her you're dead wrong considering Solobro & Etaine are both still swingers at spirit if not in fact

>>40735059
It was mentioned we should probably give them a week off to enjoy their honeymoon. Sir Etienne can take over Solomon's duties intill he returns.

>>40735065
yeah but it's unlikely either will take the marriage vows seriously considering they both enjoy extra marital activities

>>40735075
Yeah, but at the moment they're both the randiest buggers in this castle. Plus, if Solomon has a taste for his wife's potato, he might stray less.

What happened to Sir Jew again?

>>40735105
He is the background and please. Our sister is a teenage girl. She is gonna have plenty of crushes.

You couldn't help but laugh.

"Not so fast there dear sister," you said, and Mathilde's smile vanished and face reddened, near hiding her freckles under a curtain of scarlet. "You are only a girl," you said, "And I've other women to see to the household. Lady Rosalie for one, Chihirizahd for another."

The name of your slave drew a furious scowl from Mathilde. "You mean your whore," she said with great hotness, little hand curling into a fist, "I am beneath your whore, is that what you mean to say?" She rose from her chair and leaned across the table, nose wrinkling. She looked a cte thing even gripped by fury, it was hard to take altogether seriously. Still, her anger struck a point.

"Easy Matty," you said, offering her the pet name to get her fury under control. She slowly dropped back into her seat.

She had an angry pout. It was luck she was your sister, for another man might be weakened by such a sight.

"You are only a girl. A very capable girl, but still just a girl," you said, "If you want to take on some responsibilities for the house I can arrange it, but you'll be ruling no roost until you have a husband of your own. A good one, chosen by myself or father."

She stomped her fot and sniffed. "Well for you to tell me what to do. You never allowed father command of your life."

You sighed, rubbed your forehead. "And what do you want to do Mathilde?" you asked.

She eyed you up and down with great suspicion, blue eyes gleaming under those long black lashes. She crossed her arms.

"I want to learn how to sword fight. More than just girl's exercise. The real thing. And I want to have a few handmaids of my own. Maggie, for one. And some more books to read from your library. Real things to learn, not just stories." She flipped back her loose hair, over her shoulder in a haughty manner.

You leaned back. She had no leverage, you could deny her everything if you wished, but you knew she had a way of causing trouble if she did not get her wish.

You mulled them over with consideration. Perhaps at least a few offerings, to keep the peace. Or would it really hurt to give her all she asked? It was not much.

> give all her demands
> she doesn't need to learn the sword
> tell her she cannot have handmaids
> a woman has no business with books
> deny her everything

>>40735123
> give all her demands

But the sword play will only be the basic self defense stuff.

>>40735123
>> give all her demands

>>40735123
> give all her demands

MAKE HER REGRET LEARNING THE SWORD THOUGH IF SHE WANTS TO LEARN SOLOMON WILL BE HER DEVIL
IM TALKING BLOOD & BRUISES

>>40735123
>> give all her demands
But warn her to know when not so push her luck. Also slap her for shit talking our Chiri.

>>40735134
ALSO NO SYMPATHY!

>>40735134

NO PAIN NO GAIN BITCHES

>>40735123
>> she doesn't need to learn the sword

She wants to be a Sabeen, but Melisende is a much better role model for her.

>>40735166
Aye, we should push her more towards that. However a bit of sword-play wont hurt and it will get her off our back.

>>40735170
Sabeen can only get away with the things she does because she is a muslim and delicious brown

You tapped your fingers and then sighed, offering her the palm of your hand.

"Very well," you said, "But do not think it will be easy. I will be watching your studies closely, and Solomon will instruct you in swordcraft. He won't go lightly on you. As to the handmaids, if it does not restrict Maggie's vows she may keep your company and remain under your authority. Other companions we can find in time. Perhaps Xenophanes has a daughter you can bully."

Mathilde leapt across the table, wrapping her arms around your shoulders and pushing against your chest.

"Oh thank you! Thank you, thank you!" she kissed your stubble covered chin.

"Peace!" you pried her off with a laugh.

Mathilde came untangled, still beaming for you, when a knock came upon the door.

"Your lordship?" it was Rosalie, and the woman wore a glum expression. All day she had seem morose. "I thought we could see to those messages now." She had one in hand.

> stay as Wilhelm
> switch to Hugo
> switch to Mathilde

>>40735197
> stay as Wilhelm

This sounds serious.

>>40735197
>> switch to Mathilde
Have we actually PoV'd her yet?

>>40735197
>> stay as Wilhelm

>>40735207
We havnt. But i really dont like the expression Rosalie is having

>>40735197
> stay as Wilhelm

I want to hear the messages

>>40735204
>>This sounds serious
Maybe, maybe she's just butthurt at losing her girl.

Remember how she was with Etain back when the Irish first arrived?

Imagine seeing your girl married off to the third best lover in the world. Hurts, right?

>>40735204
Rosalie is just depressed.

>>40735220
Probably our reply from Trier
>>40735225
Ah thank god. I thought it was some serious shit in those letters.

>>40735220
>third best lover

wait who's the second?

>>40735232
Elias, right?

>>40735225
can we see the messages then POV swap?

>>40735234
>Elias

REMOVE

>>40735239
Sure. I guess that's fine.

>>40735239
>>40735225
>>40735212
>>40735204
>>40735197

If that is the case i am willing to change to Mathilde then.

Hugo has probably gone off to sulk, then he'll get drunk with Jacques. We know how this goes.

>>40735244
Alright then. I vote we see the letters. Then

> switch to Mathilde

>>40735261
Or banging maggie again to get rid of his fustration

>>40735261
It ends with Maggie right? I bet it ends with Maggie!

Mathilde reminds me of the popular villain girl in every highschool drama ever made.

>>40735302
I want her to keep that bitchiness and entitlement pure and untainted no matter what happens

>>40735254

Agreed.

>>40735308
I am weeping for her future husband.

>>40735318
but Anon if our sister is happy none of that matters!

>>40735342
If our sister is happy it means no one else are.

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>>40735308
I want her to be maximum manipulative.

You rose from your chair and walked with Rosalie to your study. The woman seemed a tad anxious, but you thought it unlikely to be over a message or she would have told you already. She had been much in Hodierna's company while the princess had been here, and before then her time had been taken with Etain. Bereft of a friend and her lover, you figured she was just feeling the pangs of loneliness. You could sympathize.

Still, you would have to arrange something should it begin to impact her work. Perhaps loan her Chihirizahd to act as assistant.

When you entered your study you saw Chihirizahd sitting there already, reading one of the letters directed to you. She offered it to you with a smile. "From some realm called 'Trier'," she said.

You scooted her off your seat and took it. She then took your lap, her fingers playing with your hair, the others your scruffy beginning of a beard.

"Beards, hmph, better a good jawline," she said, not caring that Rosalie watched as she kissed your ear.

You fended her off a little to check the letter. It was indeed from the office of the bishop. It said that he would arrive after winter has broken, some time in April. It said he would be accompanied by 'soldiers and noblemen of the realm'. It sent a thrill down your neck. In your youth the bishop had been the prime authority of your life. Your father's master. And now he would be visiting you.

Another, smaller letter was set beside it.

'Wilhelm,

We will arrive with the bishop. Do not act the fool. Spare us every embarrassment possible Your mother and sister wish you well.

Your father, Wilhelm'

>>40735376
INT & CHA IT IS!

>>40735380
>We will arrive with the bishop. Do not act the fool. Spare us every embarrassment possible Your mother and sister wish you well.
That's about the best we could hope for from dear old dad.

Of course. It was in his curt hand. You fold it up and set it aside. And then fill your hands with something more pleasant. Chihirizahd giggled. It had been too long since you last attended her needs. You thought her eyes might have strayed at one point, at the feast she had danced with Sir Etienne. If anything had come for it, you had no way of knowing.

But she seemed keen for your attention. You sent Rosalie away, and bent Chihirizahd over the desk, sprawling her out upon the papers...

> switch to Hugo
> switch to Mathilde

>>40735390
>> switch to Mathilde

>>40735390
>o
> switch to Mathilde

>>40735390

Mathilde

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>>40735390
>> switch to Mathilde

HAHA! time to KONO DIO DA!

>>40735390
Damnit, Chiri doesnt like bears. But once the Bishop visit we will have to make her stay in our room out of sight

>>40735449
>Damnit, Chiri doesnt like bears
of course anon she love lions!

>>40735380
>We will arrive with the bishop. Do not act the fool. Spare us every embarrassment possible Your mother and sister wish you well.

>I swear if i arrive and see you fucking heathens and what have you!

>>40735535
oh man wait until he meets Solomon

>>40735559
>Coptic Christian ? You mean Atheist

http://pastebin.com/JEE8ZM7H

You are Mathilde of Koblenz.

Two days had passed since your brother Lord Wilhelm had agreed to your demands.

You ere feeling a bright glee as you considered the sword in your hands. It was for single hand combat, and it fit your hand well. The scabbard was wood covered in a red leather. You drew the steel forth with a slight thrill. This wasn't just a sword. It was your sword. With it came a shield, painted upon it a black eagle. You had chosen it specifically from your brother's armoury. The eagle was the symbol of Rome, and this one spoke of Germany.

It also matched the colour of your hair, and was far prettier to the plain faced designs of the other options.

It had belonged to a man now dead, a Sir Welf. Maggie had never met him, or so she said when the soldier handed it to you.

"Neither did I," Tancred the soldier said, "But he was counted a good friend by both your brothers. We saw him buried in Jerusalem itself."

You held it up. "Then I shall carry it with honour," you said, and then handed it to Maggie.

The Irish lass followed you to the courtyard. She carried not only your shield, but helm and maile as well. It was a load, but the broad girl managed it.You kept your sword tucked under one arm. It was your pleasure and the remarkability of all the household that your brother had agreed to this. 'A farce' some said behind their hands. Well, you would show them in time.

In the courtyard there was a few boys gathered. Young men-at-arms and a few squires. You saw the son of your father's whore watching with a sun darkened peasant. He seemed unhappy. Everyone else had gathered to see what you were made of, and whether or not you would get trounced.

Sir Solomon, tall and noble, waited. You had not seen Etain since the day before and wondered who he was treating her. The girl was strange, but she was your friend. You hoped he was treating her well. Who knew what Nubian custom had between husband and wife? Still, what you had seen of her had been of beaming smiles. Perhaps they would soon try for a baby.

You yourself had never done...'that'. And if you should it would not be with a man such as Solomon. He was not an ugly sort, but you did not find him fair to look upon either.

"Oh, but I hope ye do well Mathilde," Maggie said as you set by a bench. She put out your armour.

You held out your arms. "Help me into it would you?" you said. She was very much like our own squire, fitting you into the chain shirt. It fell down upon your shoulders with a great weight. 'Oof!' a breath came out of you. The helm you put on and it near covered your eyes.

The boys laughed and Solomon looked irritated. That resolved your feelings. You must do your very best, and put the boys to shame.

Maggie strapped on your shield and you drew your sword from her hands. You modeled it a little for Maggie, who gave you an encouraging grin. Then you walked to meet Solomon. The man towered over you, a storm head, glowering.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

You nod. Solomon raises his blade. You hold forth your own.

> question

> do you want combat to be simplified to a roll of 3d100?
> or do you want to go back to the old combat system? I recall a few people disliked the old system.

>>40735617
>> or do you want to go back to the old combat system? I recall a few people disliked the old system.

I prefer the old one. For duels atleast.

>>40735617
I don't think Mathilde stands a chance of looking respectable either way.

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>>40735617
>Hugo's face right fucking now

> do you want combat to be simplified to a roll of 3d100?

yes but out of curiosity what would the new system be?

>>40735617
Old system, it gives us more of a chance to pretend we know what we're doing

>>40735617
>> or do you want to go back to the old combat system? I recall a few people disliked the old system.

>>40735658
Just pick a stance (aggressive/defensive/balanced) and roll 3d100 for the result.

I just recall a few complaints about the old system. I'm happy to stick with it though.

>>40735694
Personally i prefer the old one due to being a bit more interactive.

>>40735694
Old system for duels at least, I guess in a larger battle or skirmish the new system may be better at least in terms of RP

> strike beats thrust, thrust beats bind, bind beats strike, block negates all, roll 1d100 with three passes

You touch blades and step back, your sword an unfamiliar weight in your hands. Solomon just waits.

>>40735694
old system please
It's been sometime since i've actually been able to participate in one of these threads

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>40735741
STRIKE

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>40735741
>strike

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>40735741
Block

Rolled 87 (1d100)

>>40735741
BIND!

Solomons going to kill her isn't he?

>>40735751
>>40735750
>>40735746
fuuuuck

>>40735751
RIP Welf's shield

this is why Woman stay in castles matty

Rolled 2 (1d3)

rolling for Solomon.

1 is strike
2 is thrust
3 is bind

Rolled 2, 1, 3 = 6 (3d3)

>>40735788
Sorry, goofed that up.

>>40735788
>Solomon thrusts
>Matty brings her shield up
>It's so heavy Matty spins round and is pushed over by Solomon's thrust

We all knew that it wasnt going to be pretty.

>>40735834
Hugo's fucking loving this isn't he?

>DO YOU FEEL THE BURN BITCH? DO YOU!!

>>40735834
WHAT KIND OF SICK MAN SEND LITTLE GIRL TO FIGHT SOLOMON

THE ONLY APPROPRIATE SONG RIGHT NOW

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZSS5dEeMX64

Fuck... how do you think mother and father are going to react when they see Mathilde is already here and not in Worms ?

>>40735862
Hey, that's her fault. Not ours. Nothing to do with us.

You strike out with your sword, a great lunge with all your weight behind it. To your surprise it knocks aside Solomon's sword. For a second you think you have an opening and your heart swells in your chest.

Then he turns your blade away and comes over it in a thrust. It hits you above the heart and knocks you back a step. You bring up your shield to ward his next blow, but he closes on you and grabs it. He knocks aside your sword and twists the shield aside. You fell with a painful gasp, chain rattling and sword lost from your fingers as your arse bounced on the hard dirt floor.

He stood over you with sword point poised above your eye. You choked back something, feeling a hot pricking in your eyes.

The boys laugh and cheer, slapping each other on the back. Solomon did not laugh. He simply withdrew his sword and walked away.

"You should put aside the sword, it is not for you," he said, sheathing his sword, "Live as a woman is meant to live. Find some warrior and warm his cock."

You threw your shield at him as you picked yourself out of the dirt. It hit him in the back of the leg, buckling it so that he fell to one knee.

The cheering died in a hush. Wide-eyes watched as Solomon turned.

"Are you sure you meant to do that?" he asked.

> I-I'm sorry!
> Yes!

>>40735891
> Yes!

Stupid Nubian thinks he can order us around?!

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>>40735891
> Yes!

AROUND SOLO GET READY!

>>40735891
> Yes!

Foolish foolish girl.

>>40735891

Yes

Beat her within an inch of her life solobro, wake her up

>>40735911
>>40735903
>>40735897
will wilhelm appreciate the ass-reaming solomon is going to give his sister

>>40735915
he ordered it

>>40735891

Yes

I am Wilhelm's Sister and I deserve the same chance Hugo got, does not Sabeen hold friendship in your heart Nubian?

>>40735915

Its Solomon whos giving mate, what are you kidding?

>>40735915
Wilhelm very much stated that it would be her own fault.

"My hand didn't slip, sir," you said, holding forth your sword again.

Solomon stared at you until his mouth broke into a dazzling white grin, eyes bright.

"Good," he said, and kicked over to you your shield.

You picked it up, set it against your sword hand as you had seen a knight do in the past.

He merely begins to walk, freeing blade from scabbard, still grinning.

> strike beats thrust, thrust beats bind, bind beats strike, block negates all, roll 1d100 with three passes

Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>40735941
Block

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>40735941
block

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>40735941
Strike

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>40735941
Block

I hope I critfail

Rolled 1, 3, 1 = 5 (3d3)

Rolling for Solomon

>>40735952
Ffffffffffffffffuck

>>40735952
If you hadnt spent time writing that, you would had been number 3. Bad anon

>>40734346
Perfect way to wake up! Crusader Quest is running!

>>40735941
So is "the Koblenz temper" officially a thing now?

Prepare uranus Matty!

JUST READ LAST THREAD ARCHIVE

FUCKING SOLOMON HOLY SHIT HE JUST WENT BATTOUSAI

>>40736033
Yes, and Mathilde has it worse than Hugo

>>40736042
>Hugo
>Temper

I feel like I'm missing the dots

You raised your shield against a pair of sword blows. The strength of his blows near sent you dancing back, but you grit your teeth and held your ground. The man was so large, so much larger and stronger than you, that it was only through willpower that you kept your feet. When you dropped your shield you cast a thrust toward him near blindly, hoping against hope to land a blow.

You felt steel meet steel in a loud clash, rattling up your arm as the near liquid effect of the blades meeting for the first time swam up your muscle and bones.

For a second though you looked like you might place your thrust, but it ended with Solomon's sword point again above your heart.

He outreached you. Your aims were identical, but his size but him far beyond your lightest touch.

Still it was clear, your blade might have touched him. And that was enough for you.

Solomon's grin had not fallen.

"Much better," he said, lowering his sword. "Much better!" He tapped the side of your helm with the flat of his blade.

"Come tomorrow, and every morning since at first dawn. We will teach you," he said, sheathing his sword. He bowed to you as your lord's sister, and then walked away.

You gave a tired puff. The crowd of boys was departing, annoyed that you had not suffered a second embarrassment. Muttering to each other unhappily. You were happy that they were so unhappy.

Maggie crossed the yard and gave you a most unladylike punch in the arm. "That could have gone worse," she said, "Might've been he'd put you on his knee for a spanking. Though, in private I wouldn't mind that so much." You blushed at that. Maggie often jested in such a way.

It surprised you to see Hugo approach. Maggie's chest rose for the sight of him, her bearing more becoming of a woman. You long suspected she harboured a crush on him. It was amusing more than anything else. You hoped she'd set sights for a more worthy target in time, but for now it was cute.

>>40736054
He has relaxed a bit. But during the whole Jerusalem Arc he had just hit puberty and a lot of shit had been going down. Shown some hints of it during our visit to Sidon. But really, its just Puberty.

The son of your father's whore looked from the shield you carried, to you.

"Did you want something?" you asked.

His eyes were hooded and he chewed on his tongue. A disgusting habit of his that you'd tried to break in years past.

He put out a fist, and wrapped the dome of your helm. He was taller than you now, by half a foot, which annoyed you greatly.

"You did alright," he said.

You felt a tightness in your chest and a most unwelcome flush in your face.

> thank you Hugo
> your praise is neither asked for nor wanted!

>>40736054
Did you even read Jerusalem? He was PTSDing and wanted everyone dead.

>>40736073
> your praise is neither asked for nor wanted!

"I did better than your first time."

>>40736073
>> thank you Hugo
Can't look bad in front of Maggie

>>40736073
> thank you Hugo

>>40736073
> your praise is neither asked for nor wanted!

''Whoreson''

>>40736084
>Can't look bad in front of Maggie

It isnt looking bad putting a child of a whore in his place.

>>40736073
> thank you Hugo

>>40736073
She seems awefuly hung up on the whole bastard and whores of lords thing. Maybe because she was close to her mother and sees it as an insult?

>>40736073
>your praise is neither asked for nor wanted!

Bastard says what?

>>40736108
The thought that your father is fucking another woman and then suddenly bring the child into the family just like that. Not to mention Hugo became Wilhelm's favourite sibling didnt help.

>>40736073
>> your praise is neither asked for nor wanted!

>>40736073
> thank you Hugo

Because being a bitch is tiresome.

Interesting to see that she's not troubled by the naked games. Maybe she doesn't remember.

>>40736146
>Anno domini 1035
>Not being a bitch

>>40736073
>thank you Hugo
kindness will mess up his mind more than being an outright bitch

>>40736153
Pretty sure she's got some hormone inflated issues to work out in regards to Hugo.

>>40736073
> thank you Hugo

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"Furor Confluentes" The Koblenz Temper - Family Trait: Emotional

This character possesses and hard-headed and stubborn nature. The first instinct when encountering difficulty or upset is to try again, harder and more forcfully. Depending on other traits, the character may react swiftly and savagly or hold a long grudge and wait for better circumstances.

>Character has displayed a bitchy attitude and a dislike of her half brother
>people play her completly oppisit.

>>40736209
I understand the desire for character growth, but haven't seen anything yet that could spur that growth.

>>40736073
> your praise is neither asked for nor wanted!

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>>40736170
b-but that's forbidden

>>40736204
kek

>>40736209
If it's for the sake of messing with him I can understand

>>40736220
>I understand the desire for character growth, but haven't seen anything yet that could spur that growth.

Yeah. No problem with her growing as a character. But a random 180 all of the sudden like that ?

>>40736227
If it was out of character then it wouldn't be an option to begin with

Tsundere option please

>>40736242
what do you think the second option is?

>>40736237
This. There's two options and no custom. Both options must be in character.

>>40736250
>implying the first isn't also tsundere
Did you miss the blush? What's wrong with mumbling a thank you?

>>40736257
Custom is always a choice in crusader quest hell its the reason the potato's are still here & not halfway to Ireland right now

>>40736227
He's making an attempt at encouraging us for doing something that is blatantly taboo in about every culture we know of. She wants to learn to use the sword and just about every man on the coountry will call her a fool for doing so. Even if it's from Hugo a male is admitting that she did alright for her first sword lesson.

>>40736270
Also Mathilde seems the sort to bask in praise no matter who is giving it

"Thank you," you said, "Thank you for saying so, Hugo."

Hugo drew back almost as if you had said something nasty, his face grown bright red. Your eyes turned sly to see him so flat-footed.

"Well, if this 'sir knight' thinks me so naturally skillful with the blade surely I must continue to study hard," you said, "And before long be his superior in the arts, and instruct him."

"I said you did alright," Hugo spluttered, "Do not force words into my mouth!"

You suppressed a giggle, as did Maggie.

"Do not worry boy," you said, "I shall not be a tyrant and lord my superiority over you, but help usher your own skills forward so you might better be of service to my lord brother."

Maggie was near bent over for trying to keep from chuckling.

Hugo drew away. "Whatever!" he threw up his hands as he walked away, "Teach me a lesson for being nice!"

"Sir Knight, do not take offence!" you called after him, "I only wish to see you improve!"

You heard his frustrated bark as he rounded the corner, away from eye shot. For a moment you feel a pang of regret for your teasing, the giggle dying on your lips.

Maggie fell upon your shoulder laughing. "Why are you so mean to him?" she spoke through her fit of the giggles, "He's a sweet lad."

You bit your lip. What answer was there for that? You saw his face in your mind and saw your father. And you saw his mother. The gold haired beauty, spied through a door crack, moaning in your mother's bed with your father atop her. You heard her in your heart and felt cold iron fill it.

"He is a whore's son," you said, "I just do not want him to forget that."

You sheathed your sword and undressed the heavy maile. It would be kept in your room, to be brought out every morning. Maggie helped you carry it.

You looked to your friend. She had been some great comfort in your short time together. Ever ready with a jest. Too much of your days had been spent around men and boys, swearing, fighting, all kinds of idiocy. If Etain were free they might cause real mischief. She wished she had not needed to marry Sir Solomon. It had robbed her days of some fun.

"I'll be off," Maggie said at your door, "Mohmed's father is teaching me Arabic. It's good fun."

Oh yes, her Saracen lessons. You waved her farewell with a heart string pluck, standing alone in your doorway.

You looked to your room and thought of your sister Giselle. She was only eight years of age, an awful snot of a child, but you felt an awful urge to braid her hair. One of your brother's borrowed books sat on your table. It seemed a lonely task, reading, though you had found pleasure in it in the past.

> read the book
> go find a friend (nominate)

>>40736370
>> read the book

>>40736370
> read the book

damn Hugo & Wilhelm seem to just surround themselves with INT grills

>>40736370
> read the book

Maybe find someone to read it with ?

Maybe Chiri. The whore might be good to learn secrets from, she must learn a lot.

>>40736396
>The whore might be good to learn secrets from, she must learn a lot.
Did you miss the bit where we despise all manner of whores?

>>40736410
speaking of I think she may also not like papa

>>40736410
Give her a proper talk about what we think of her. But really it might be nice to read it with someone.

>>40736370
>> read the book

>>40736446
Chiri is going to drop a real hardcore truthbomb on Mathilde if she does

>>40736446
We're lonely, but we're not that lonely

>>40736472
I actually really want this just to see their conversation.

>>40736370
> read the book

Someone in this family needs to have smarts.

>>40736410
>>40736431
She hates what her father did. She Hugo reminds hef of it, so what hate he feels for him is by association. Wilhelm, who she loves dearly, seems to be behaving like their father.

She's probably a little fucked up about this.

>>40736478
13 is too young to get Chihiri'd

>>40736481
Man I messed that comment up. till, the idea stands.

>>40736472
Oh yeah, Chiri would shut her down. Though she might go easy on her for being Wilhelms sister.

If not for that she would likely smash Mattie's ego like it was a fudgesicle on an LA freeway.

>>40736486
Shame. She could probably teach her a thing or two and i dont mean sexually

>>40736478
>What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little brat? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Whore school, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Assassins, and I have over 300 confirmed cums. I am trained in Guerrilla sex and I’m the top whore in the Levant. You are nothing to me but just another brat. I will blow your mind the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the Levant right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot

>>40736523
She would leave her jaded and fucked up

>>40736486
>implying their is an age at which you can't get Chihiri'd

Wilhelm's kid is going to be a lucky prince

You sit and unfold the book. 'Canon of Medicine' it was called, it was much about health and sickness. You were not sure if you fully understood it all. It was a far cry from the tales of knights and ladies you had read in the past. In truth it was a struggle, but you had told your brother you would make every effort to be a good student in this.

Perhaps the old Arab could illuminate passages you did not understand. You would have to ask him in the future, and made sure to remember the passages as they came to you.

None had ever questioned your memory. It was considered above common at least. Though all compliments had come with 'for a girl-child' or 'a woman'. Which rankled at times, but she did not let it plague her. Men were naturally superior in matters of mind and intellect, or so they said. She supposed it must be a little true. For her brother to come with nothing and end up with all this, and for men in general to make kingdoms and Empires.

Still, she thought of Queen Melisende. She had mastered such men. And Lady Hildegard commanded the attention of popes and scholars. Perhaps at least some women were equal in thinking. Uncommon women.

Was she an uncommon woman? The thought had so distracted her she was forced to reread a passage.

It would not matter, she supposed. In the end she was only worth the man she would marry, her value found in her maidenhead. All the reading and sword lessons in the world would not change that.

She closed the book and tried hard not to cry.

There was a knock on the door.

> go away!
> answer it

>>40736563
> answer it

>>40736563
>> answer it

>>40736563
>>> go away!
>then answer it

>>40736563
Being Mathilde is suffering

>>40736607
You think being anyone is suffering.

>>40736563
> answer it

>>40736607
Being a woman during most of history is suffering.

>>40736619
Being Mathilde is suffering because she's about to crack that she doesn't have to conform to societal standards

>>40736607
>>40736618
>>40736619
>Being is suffering

>>40736638
Buddha pls go

this is the holy land not Hindustahn

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>>40736638
It certainly is, anon.

>>40736646
>>40736638
Neo-Buddhist crusade quest when?

>>40736654
when we fuck up Saladin's plans for Egypt!

GET HYPE!

>>40736635
I'd say she should meet Lucca, but that'd blow her mind

>>40736676
>Meeting a whore mistress

I suppose that's better than a whore what would it be?

I don't want no Genoan advocates in our family though

>>40736654
HERE COMES PRESTOR JOHN

PREPARE FOR PAX

>>40736697
Only good thing i can say about Genoa is that they are atleast not Venice

You sniff back your tears and pinch at your cheeks before standing. You dab what water had fallen away and took a deep breath, adjusting your clothes. You took a deep breath, and wore a smile.

'A smile is your armour' your mother had said.

Once you were ready you opened the door. It was early evening now. You could not say who might be at your door. Most would be consumed with duties or in the feast hall.

"May I help you?" you asked.

It was your uncle, and he had been drinking. He wore a smile too.

The corridor was empty.

"Matty," you could smell the liquor on his breath, and felt an uncomfortable prickle under your skin.

He was looking at you. Looking at you in a way men should not look at young ladies.

"Uncle," you managed.

A finger brushed your chin, his yellowed teeth showing.

"Have I ever told you how lovely you've grown?" he asked, leaning on the doorway.

His eyes were on your chest. You placed a hand upon it. "It is nice of you to say so, Uncle," you said, stressing the last word.

"When was the last time I dangled you on my knee?" he asked, running his fingers through your hair.

You felt your throat close, and a terrible feeling build in your chest.

> roll 1d100, best of three

Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>40736750
>> roll 1d100, best of three

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>40736750

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>40736750

>>40736750
FUUUUUCK

>>40736750
Remember when Aymal was improper with Chiri and got 10 lashes ?

How many does you get for doing it with our sister? 50 and a couple of months in a cell ?

>>40736786
You fall out of a window

>>40736786
I think Wilhelm wouldn't stop at that, hell Castrations still a thing remember?

>>40736791
Right into Solomon's sword, right ?

>>40736803
Nothin personnel heathen

>>40736803
Near fifty times even. A terrible accident, absolutly terrible.

>>40736750
we should let him fuck us

>>40736791
how... Bohemian. i kinda like that punishment.

>>40736829
get the fuck out of here Peasant

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>>40736840

You had long noticed your uncle's eyes on you during your journey. You had long mistaken it for something paternal. He had never once touched you, but he touched you now. His hands on your shoulder, his mouth inching towards yours.

You had never been kissed before.

"So lovely," he said, wine breath running up your nose.

A loud, deliberate cough.

Hermann's hands were off you and he was stepping away.

"A lovely young woman," he said, still smiling. He turned and you saw Chihirizahd there, a smile of her own upon her face. "My lady," he said, dipping your brother's whore a bow. He walked away very quickly, eyes darting about and whistling a tune.

You slumped upon the door frame. The fear unwinding through you in a great shiver.

He had near taken a kiss from you. You couldn't think of what else he might have taken.

The whore had a smile for you, her hand came to your arm. "You are well?" she asked.

You brushed the hand off and nodded, straightening. The whore did not look convinced, and carefully put a finger to your cheek, pushing a loose strand of hair back behind your ear.

"Women must guard one another," she said, "The world is unkind to us."

You took a swallow, freeing the lump in your throat.

"Thank you," you said.

Chihirizahd smiled. It was a warm thing.

"Would you like some company?" she asked, leaving unspoken the 'lest he return'.

> yes
> no

>>40736909
> yes

>>40736909
> yes

Fine, she saved us. She deserves as much

>>40736909
>You had never been kissed before.

huh that answers that

> yes

>>40736909
''and my brothers bedwarmer would know as such?''

> yes

>>40736909
>>> yes

>>40736950
Please no

Must be real hard sharing our brother's bed every night.

> give all her demands
I hate you guys.

>>40737023
bit late anon

>>40736986
>Implying you don't want the glorious truth bomb to be dropped

>>40737023
Willy can't say no to his little sister. It'll be even worse if we have a daughter.

>>40736909
> no
After nearly getting smooched by her uncle, she probably wants to be left alone to gather her thoughts.

>>40737050
I know, that's why I didn't link it to HF's post.

>>40737040
I'm mainly against having Maggie as her servant to push around, we know her nature, and the entitlement complex she has. This was all after we kill a man and threaten another just to protect her and her friend from being married off, even tho they had every right (for the time period) and that we make her our sisters buttmonkey. It seems just out of place to say the least.

Besides, shes gonna get better than Wilhelm.

>>40736909
> yes

>>40737142
eh it looks like she & Maggie are going to get along fine, so I think your fears are misplaced

>>40736909
>> yes

Didn't expect you to run this weekend, what a nice surprise to wake up to.

>>40737169
More of a principle thing than fear. Were they not big on that stuff back then?

>>40737169
Even a bitch has friends. Right now i am picturing Mathilde flanked by Etain and Maggie walking down the hallway of some highschool looking so above it all.

"Yes, of course," you said, standing away so that she might enter. You could not rightly refuse her after she had rescued you. Had she rescued you? Perhaps you had misjudged your uncle's intentions. Either way, it would be rude to turn away your brother's...friend. You gave her that small generosity.

Chihirizahd entered and you felt a pang of jealousy. She moved such like a woman, graceful and slinking, her body seemingly made by design to please the eye. Her dark hair fell in graceful curls around her shoulders and down her back, skin both warm and soft. She went to take a seat, but merely stood, and instead invited you to sit first with a turn of her head.

You did so, and she slid into the sea opposite you. Fingers found the book you had been reading and she turned it around to her.

"Avicenna," she said, "I read this over the last month. How are you finding it?"

You wrinkled your nose. "Difficult," you admitted.

Chihirizahd nodded. "Well, it is an imperfect translation. Ibn Sina is better read in the original Arabic, and this is only one volume in five."

Arabic? You had thought it Greek in origin. Chihirizahd opened the book to watch the pages flutter, and then shut it again, never once blinking.

"He did nearly one hundred years ago, yet still no one has matched him," Chihirizahd said, sliding the book back over to you, "Or so a Persian master told me. He liked to delight me with his knowledge before taking me. I am not sure what age I was. Perhaps nine or ten. I remembered it though. Every word. I never forget. A rare talent. Another thing that master told me." Her words were tinged with melancholy.

She looked to you now, her smile gone. "But what am I for such talents?" she asked, "It is alright, you can say it."

"A whore," you said, chest squeezed tight.

Chihirizahd's smile returned, and she nodded.

>>40737169
Also, I thought Willy was a bit unappreciative of how she treated Hugo, part of why they are so close no? And not to mention all they've been through sine arriving in the holy land.

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>>40737211
Potatoes and Kraut go together splendidly.

"I am a whore. Currently your brother's whore. He is the best of my masters, but it changes little. I am his whore. Never to be his wife. Nor to be his lover, though I toy with that dream." Chihirizahd offered you her hands. "Can I tell you a secret? One I have never shared, not even your brother," she asked.

Her eyes were dark and large, inviting you in. They were not the eyes of a whore.

> yes
> no

>>40737211
fuck now I have mean girls stuck in my head

thanks anon

>>40737246
> yes

>>40737246
> yes

>>40737246
> yes

>>40737246
>>> yes

>>40737246
> yes

oh boy!

>>40737234
fuck you carlos

>>40737246
>> yes

>>40737246
> yes
Why is this even a question?

>>40737246
> yes

Gossip and secrets, a girls lifeblood.

Chiri has manage to overcome her low fertility and is now carrying Wilhelm's child

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>>40737347

>>40737347
>she was never infertile, she just doesn't want to shake things up

>>40737246
> yes
didn't she tell Wilhelm that she only wanted to be his whore a while ago?

>>40737393
She told him she was willing to just be that if that was the only thing she could be. If given the chance she would marry him on the spot.

>>40737393
she simply merged the reality of her & Wilhelm's lives & her romantic aspirations anon

she's pragmatic like that

>>40737393
She had her heart majorly broken when we pagan-zoned her

>>40737409
At this point, most women he knows would marry him if he asked.

>>40737433
>we pagan-zoned her

except that didn't happen, at least not really considering Wilhelm does like her, it's just her lot since she wont convert to the cross.

admit it we'd have married her if she'd converted

>>40737461
>admit it we'd have married her if she'd converted

Back then, yeah.

Now. Not so sure.

>>40737461
I would have voted against it, but it probably would have happened. Glad it didn't.

>>40737433
I thought Chiri refused to marry Wil because she thought it was not possible for them to marry since she is a whore and refused to hear him say I love you, and it was the best for him to not settle for a lowly girl like her?

>>40737498
>it was not possible for them to marry since she is a whore

oh anon that's not why it happened

>>40737498
No. Its because she is a Pagan. It is literally illigal for them to marry.

You took her hands, held them.

"My name is not Chihirizahd," she said, "That name was given to me by my slavers. Taken from a story. A pretty name for a pretty thing. My name is Viyan. Viyan of the Valley. That is my name." Her smile was warm, as were her eyes even as they watered.

"I like that name," you said, "More than the other."

"That name is my armour," Viyan said, "It lets me be the creature I must be. Chihirizahd the pleasure girl. The woman of the soft sighs. Do you understand?" Her shoulders trembled. You looked at her unarmoured, that liquid sexuality gone and a frightened girl only a few years older than you sitting there.

"I think so," you said, feeling a tremble in your own chest.

"They sold me. Again and again. I remember them all. Every man since they first took me from my home. I remember being Viyan even as they made me Chihirizahd."

A tear fell down Viyan's cheek, and she let it fall. Instead she reached up to you, and touched your own, wiped away your own tears.

You had no words to comfort her. You could not even understand what they had done to her. Yet she pulled you to her as you cried. It was unfair. It was wrong. She shouldn't be comforting you. It wasn't right. What was done to her wasn't right. That men like that should exist.

You cried against her chest as she stroked your hair.

Viyan sung a soft tune. One of Wilhelm's songs.

She turned your face to hers. She was not a whore, just a girl. Just like you. Who had experienced something truly awful. Who had been hurt. Hurt by someone you were meant to trust.

> tell her a secret of your own
> let her hold you a while longer
> write-in

>>40737533
>> tell her a secret of your own
Daddy

>>40737533
> tell her a secret of your own

>>40737551
>Daddy
No. Sorry if I gave that impression.

>>40737533
> tell her a secret of your own

a trades a trade even if it's gossip

>>40737533
>> tell her a secret of your own

>>40737533
> tell her a secret of your own

>>40737533
>> tell her a secret of your own
>> let her hold you a while longer

>>40737533
>> let her hold you a while longer

>>40737533
> tell her a secret of your own
Teach me not to sleep in. Almost missed Crusader Qyest!

>>40737590
Could tell her that Brother hold her in such high regard he consider her one of the Ladies of the House ?

>>40737533
> let her hold you a while longer
Precariously at first, then more softly and gently and as if you were your mother and she was you. After a moment:
> tell her a secret of your own

>>40737598
I was about to GO to sleep an hour ago, I even turned off the computer but turned it back on, and decided to check the twitter feed.

>>40737533
wait does that mean the reason she was so terrified of Lucca & her Brother was because they at one point owned her?

"I hate him," you said, choking on the words, "He abandoned me. He ch-chose the bastard over me. They -both- did. Father and brother. They left me in a c-convent like I was nothing. Nothing but a thing waiting for a m-marriage." You pull yourself into her lap, shivering. "I just want them to look at me like I'm a person." You snorted. Elegance was long gone. "A-and he holds that over me. That father wanted him. F-found a woman to have him and b-brought him into our h-home. And brother loves him best of all. He loves him. M-more than me."

"Child," Viyan stroked your hair, "Child, your brothers love you. You're so lucky to have them."

You couldn't keep from sobbing. You felt so selfish, crying over something so trivial. You felt like such a little girl.

"I'm sorry," you said through red eyes streaming with tears.

"Hush," she pulled you into her, so snuggly, rocked you gently, "All will be right."
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> switch to Wilhelm
> switch to Hugo

>>40737763
That or she just knew they were not to be messed with. But yeah. That is a real possiblity that the Innkeeper bought her from them.

>>40737774
> switch to Hugo

well shit this thread is full of feels

>>40737774
I guess switch to Hugo this time?

>>40737774
>> switch to Hugo
Let's get over to a character that will solve his emotional problems by lashing out physically instead of emotionally.

>>40737774
> switch to Hugo

>>40737763
Yep, they sold her to the innkeeper. At a reasonable price. They hadn't realized Chihirizahd's value, all they knew was that she was beautiful but disobedient and wouldn't risk having her in their own holdings

>>40737774
>> switch to Wilhelm

>>40737810
well shit

if Wilhelm ever finds out we could possibly use that as leverage considering Christians aren't supposed to hold slaves

>>40737774
>> switch to Hugo

>>40737831
They are. They arent allowed to hold other Christians as slaves. Muslims and Pagans are fine.

>>40737533
>> switch to Hugo

I wonder if Hugo is the type to eaves drop...